"The Marquis said that I can give you the divorce letter you want. However, you are such a ungrateful woman, so I can't give you an advantage! You were born as a member of the Bei'an Marquis' Mansion, and you died as a ghost of the Bei'an Marquis' Mansion. , even if she is a concubine, she is not allowed to leave the Hou Mansion even half a step!"
Su Ying pulled the silk off her face, pushed up half of her body, and spread out the silk book. How could she not recognize the handwriting on it?
"It's really his handwriting."
Su Ying clenched the silk book into a ball in her hand. Even though it was written in black and white, she still didn't want to believe it.
She could only comfort herself that the person in her heart was dead.
Now he is not the one writing the letter of divorce.
"Even if he dies, he won't give me my freedom..."
The remaining light in Su Ying's eyes gradually dimmed, and her hand, which had no strength to begin with, could no longer hold these heartless words.
Zhao Lu'e looked at Su Ying's heartbroken and tearless expression, and her already arrogant face became even more ferocious with pride.
"Su Ying, let's settle the score now! I, the magistrate's daughter, can't compare to you, a bitch born in the world, and can only be a concubine. All the grievances I have suffered in the past few years, I will pay them back to you today. !”
Zhao Lu'e didn't hide it. She ordered the two guards: "You! Throw her into the furnace!"
No one moved.
"What are you afraid of? If you build a magic weapon in the future, the Marquis will be happy and it won't be too late to reward you!"
Zhao Lue pointed at the two blacksmiths again and said, "What are you still doing? Don't you want to make a good sword and go home to see your wives and children?"
Diao Laohan stopped what he was doing, grabbed the confused boy next to him, and winked at the others, signaling them not to listen to others' instigation and cause trouble!
Diao Laohan finally understood what had just happened. Su Ying was the Marquis's wife and Zhao Lu'e was his concubine. He couldn't get involved in an internal affair involving jealousy between women.
"You two!"
Zhao Lue summoned the two servants again. These two men seemed to be Zhao Lue's confidants. Without saying a word, they mentioned Su Ying and walked towards the stove.
At this time, a corner of the courtyard gradually became brighter, and a soft voice asked: "Disciple, would you like to take action?"
"Okay! I've been patient for a long time!"
Liang Yue showed up first, and her dagger flew out, cutting the arms of the two servants. They were so painful that they took off their hands, and Su Ying fell to the ground.
Zhao Lu'e looked proud and was startled by the dagger that suddenly flew out.
"who?"
Liang Yue tilted her little head and walked out of the darkness.
"I."
Liang Yue responded with a smile.
Liang Yue held a dagger in her hand, and her eyes looked particularly bright in the night.
When Zhao Lue saw that he was just a child, he relaxed his nerves and said to the maid next to him:
"Where did you come from, this yellow-haired girl, why don't you hurry up and throw her out!"
The maid walked towards Liang Yue, but when she came three feet in front of Liang Yue, the maid suddenly stopped and slapped herself, the sound was particularly loud.
"This...ma'am, help me!"
The maid's hand seemed to be no longer her own, and blood started to flow from the corner of the maid's mouth after just a few strokes.
Liang Yue walked around the maid and walked towards Zhao Lue.
"Let's play a guessing game. Your surname is Zhao, the prefect of Bei'an Prefecture, Zhao Deli, is that turtle with the shrunken head your father?"
Zhao Lu'e moved down from the chair, stepped back, and shouted to the two servants: "Why don't you come over and protect me!"
"thump!"
The two servants were kneeling on the ground, their legs seemed to be pressed by two boulders and they couldn't get up at all.
"Ma'am, help! Us! Ah! Leg! My leg is broken!"
"Come here! Catch this little girl!"
Zhao Lue shouted at the guards, but the guards stood motionless in the distance like wood.
They were all immobilized by Liang Yue's magic.
Zhao Lu'e shouted to the blacksmiths again: "Come here and save me! Madam, I will reward you heavily!"
Liang Yue turned her head, looked at Diao Laohan, and smiled at him.
The blacksmiths huddled together, who dared to step forward? This little girl came and went at will, killing a group of people without even making a single move. They were either gods or ghosts, but they didn't dare!
Zhao Lu'e ran to the door and tried to open the door, but the door was obviously unlocked, but it just couldn't be opened!
"Help! Someone help me!"
Liang Yue tilted her head, the dagger in her hand fell out of her hand, and was nailed right next to Zhao Lue's ear.
"Please save your voice. It's like a broken gong. It's so noisy that I want you to be unable to eat or speak for the rest of your life!"
Zhao Lu'e turned around and covered her mouth to stop shouting. She was sweating so much that all the makeup came off her face.
"You...who are you?"
Zhao Lue asked in a trembling voice like a mosquito.
Liang Yue looked up at the sky, sighed, and said to Zhao Lu'e: "I don't care whether you are the wife or the concubine. I will save your life and send a message to Chu Ziyang. You can give this girl every word. Remember, remember your pauses and tone, otherwise, I will come at any time to take your message."
Liang Yue put away the dagger and played with it in her hand. Seeing Zhao Lue fall to the ground, she nodded to herself, then nodded again, and then she said:
"Listen carefully, if Chu Ziyang dares to do something behind his back again, I will destroy his Bei'an City! If he dares to touch a hair on my father's body, I will definitely retaliate and let him feel what hell karma is. fire."
As she spoke, a blue flame suddenly burst out from Liang Yue's right hand. She flicked the flame into the iron-making furnace, and the flames suddenly glowed.
"boom!"
The stove exploded, flames flew everywhere, and the fire was so intense that the yard was quickly engulfed in flames and spread to the surrounding rooms.
"It's on fire! Put out the fire quickly!"
"Help!"
Chu Ziyang, who was enjoying the wine with Red Ghost, was already drunk. His tongue was not very easy to use, and even when he walked, he felt like he was stepping on cotton.
"Master, there is something strange happening outside! Come down and take a look."
"What can happen? Hua Lou, let's have some more drinks..." Chu Ziyang's tongue was curled up.
The red ghost was still conscious. He walked to the door, but before he could reach out his hand, the door was pushed open.
There was a man kneeling at the door, kowtowing continuously, causing blood from his forehead to flow all over his face.
The red ghost leaned over slightly and took a closer look: "Qinglian!"
"Woooo..."
Qinglian's face was covered with blood and tears, but her mouth was pursed tightly, as if it was sewn shut with thread, and she could only make indistinct sounds.
The red ghost couldn't hear what she was saying and shouted at her: "Why are you back?"
Qinglian's eyes were full of horror and fear, but she could not do any other actions except mechanically kowtow.
The red ghost kicked Qinglian down, and he jumped out the door, only to find that the backyard was blazing with fire.
Just at this time, the housekeeper ran over, wiping the sweat from his forehead and panting.
"Lord Red Ghost! It's bad! There's a fire in the backyard!"
The red ghost went down the steps, went to the courtyard, and looked toward the backyard. Sure enough, the sky was filled with red light.
"Hurry up and put out the fire!"
The red ghost raised his feet and wanted to enter the house to report to the Marquis of Bei'an, but suddenly he saw that the sky in the west was also lit up.
Red Ghost suddenly felt something was wrong, and just as he was about to go check, he saw a nurse running in: "Lord Red Ghost! Something happened!"
The guard took two steps forward, knelt down on one knee, and said to the red ghost: "My subordinate did something wrong, Xiku was bombed!"
